Poems from Monsieur
A J C
Whose writings are these?
I think I know now
Careful she’s taken though
What a shame
I miss those gorgeous eyes in snow
My mind...
On a Thursday as my usual routine went
Something different happened
I met someone and
Undesirably my heart rejoiced
When I was living but...
The bird of death
it comes so quickly
like as hawk swooping down
for a morning meal
It appears and disappears from the evil skies of the...
Whom are we waiting for?
Whom are we waiting for?
For John we are waiting for?
He has traveled on a journey
To a land of limited return...
Life is a camera,
That has a negative and a positive,
From darkness light emerges,
Yielding a beautiful picture.
Life is an ocean,
Whose...